And we're back again. This is Cassi, not Sven...kay? Are we all clear on that? Good. Anyhow,
at this point in time, I have absolutely no idea what to write. I have currently four different
stories called up on the desktop. Forbidden pt4, Jurassic 3 pt 1, and the Moments list....in which
I type all the funniest phrases as they are written out. In case you're wondering, yes, we have
lines from this fic in it. ^_^ I think my favorite so far is Romano complaining that they were now
being sued by a Crash Cart. Dor really has done wonders for our spoofs....and then some, as
Sven continues to borrow his talent for Emmy's spoof! How are ya doin on that anyways, Becca?
We're curious. In Jurassic's typing, I'm just about to get you and your group of insane people in.
....translation, not that far into the spoof.
Oh right, this has nothing to do with this fic. Do people even read these intros? By the way, I
still wanna know how many scrub caps Romano has. I look through the screen caps of him, and
he's got a different one for almost every surgery. Ever notice that? Those things are really cool.
Yes, I really AM getting to the typing of the story. Hey....Sven just got home.....oh yeah and I
have to move my laundry. I'll get to the spoof in a little bit.....I think.
And of course no story is written......I'm back....still have a headache though. Anyway, I'm not
going to type any story yet. I have to type in Fellowship and get the cast for US PSYCHO'S up.
Ahhh, Cassi and I are in good spirits. I found someone online who will copy 9th season ER for
us. So we will finally be able to see the ones we missed. Now let me try to type something. Not
sure what........had TOO many other stories to type. I'm sure some of you can understand that.
Cassi's back again, and it's actually about fve days after that last part was written. I'm going to
try to type a bit as Sven asked me to....so let's see what I can come up with. We need more ideas
people.
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In the now clean scrub room, Romano gave a sideways look at Elizabeth. "I am deeply
disappointed." He remarked. "No Babcock to be seen."
Elizabeth's face turned to a pout. "How unfair." She responded. "So what do we do now?"
Robert looked around the room. "Grab that stool." He told her. "We need more water and soap."
"That's what you think." A voice spoke up behind them.
The two little surgeons turned, startled, to see Shirley in the doorway.
"If the two of you think you're trashing this place again, you've got another thing coming." She
said, with a glare. "It took an hour and a half to clean the LAST mess."
Romano backed away from her, as she advanced on him. "And what gave you the idea that we
were going to trash the place again?" He asked, pulling something small from his pocket.
Shirley gave him a Look, that clearly said, 'If you think I believe that, you're nuts.' "I think the two
of you have done enough damage for the day, don't you?" She remarked.
Romano and Elizabeth exchanged a glance, then looked back up at Shirley.
"I don't think so." Robert replied, with a shrug. "Do you, Lizzie?"
"Well....no." She answered after a pause. "I think I should get a chance to hit Babcock with a
water balloon. Robert already got to, and it's only fair if I do as well."
Shirley stared at the pair. "You know, I never thought I would ever hear you say that, Dr.
Corday." She replied. "I think Dr. Romano's disease is catching."
"Now I'm insulted by that, Shirley." Romano cut in. "Why assume that this is all my fault?"
Shirley raised an eyebrow. "Let's just say you have a reputation for it, and she doesn't."
"That is so not right." Romano muttered, turning to Lizzie. "See what you've done? Now
everything you do will get blamed on ME!"
Elizabeth gave a small grin. "Hmmm..." She mused. "That makes things easier on me, doesn't it,
Robert? This could get fun."
Romano stared at her in disbelief. "I don't believe this!" He stated, before turning back to
Shirley. "See? There you have it. Well, I'll be going now."
"Not so fast!" Shirley said, quickly, grabbing him before he could get out the door. "I'm not
stupid, Dr. Romano. I'm not letting you get away that easily. You're coming with me."
"That's what you think!" He shot out, revealing the balloon he was holding in the hand that had
been concealed inside his pocket. **It's a small balloon, people, stop looking at me like I'm
insane.**
Before Shirley could react, Robert smashed the balloon against her chest, drenching her....in
what--from the smell of it--was NOT water and soap. The next thing any of the three of them
were aware of was that Robert was now laying on top of Shirley where they had fallen, and
Shirley was no longer an adult.
"Oops, wrong balloon." Romano managed to get out before Shirley tackled him.
"I'm going to KILL you, Romano!" The nurse yelled, grabbing him by the front of his scrubs.
Elizabeth stared at the fighting duo, with wide eyes. She had not known Robert had made
balloons of the coffee from the surgeon's lounge. "Shirley, are you alright?" She asked,
concerned.
"HER?!" Romano shot out in a strained voice....considering Shirley was practically choking him.
"What about ME?! Ow! Quit it, Shirley! What are you trying to do, kill me?"
Shirley stopped for a brief second. "Well, now that you mention it, Dr. Romano. YES!" Then
she continued beating on him.
Elizabeth tried to conceal her laughter, by choking, but failed, as Romano looked up at her.
"Oh now THAT is just great!" He muttered. "This isn't even fair! Now you BOTH gang up on
me!"
Shirley smiled down at him. "Good. Say 'Uncle!'" She crowed, triumphantly.
Romano looked up at her in a mock-glare. "Over my rotting corpse!" Then he jumped from
under her, knocking her off and reversing their positions. "YOU say 'Uncle!'"
"What is going on here?!" Came a voice from the hallway.
The three children looked up to see Dr. Babcock standing in the hallway, glaring down at them.
"Look, Lizzie, we found Dr. Babcock." Romano remarked, recovering the surprise quickly.
Elizabeth gave an evil grin. "Hello, Alex. Nice to see you again." She answered.
Babcock smiled, obviously pleased that he had found them. "Why don't you three come with
me?" He suggested, blocking their path through the doorway.
"Why don't we not and say we did?" Romano asked, pulling himself off of Shirley and helping
her up.
"Let's go." Babcock ordered, grabbing Romano's arm in a rather painful grip.
"You know that's considered child abuse, Dr. Babcock." Elizabeth spoke up, still grinning.
"Then I suggest you all come along quietly." Babcock spat out, grabbing Shirley before she
could think to move away.
"I've got a better idea." Elizabeth answered, coming closer. "Why don't you find a towel?"
"For what?" Babcock questioned, suspiciously, while backing up some.
Elizabeth's grin grew wider. "THIS!" She cried, slamming him with a large soap and water
balloon.
In his surprise, his grip on the other two loosened enough for Romano and Shirley to twist them-
selves away. "This way!" Romano cried, leading them to an open ventilation shaft, as Babcock,
who had recovered quickly, came after them.
After pushing both girls in, Romano climbed in, and pulled the grate shut behind them. "Bye
now!" He called to the annoying adult, who was now dripping with soap and water, while
yelling curses loud enough to wake the dead.
"Ugh, someone should tell him he shouldn't use that kind of language around five year-olds."
Shirley commented.
"That was fun." Elizabeth remarked, with a wide grin.
Romano leaned back against the metal wall off the tunnel. "So now what do we do?" He asked,
sounding bored.
Shirley gave him a look of pure death. "I still owe you one for that coffee balloon." She informed
him.
Romano raised an eyebrow. "Oh come on." He countered. "Admit it. That was fun."
Shirley grinned. "Not half as fun as getting to beat you to death." She put in, sounding smug.
"Come on, Elizabeth. Let's both beat him to death."
Elizabeth appeared to be thinking about it.
"That's not funny." Romano stated, flatly.
"We can always beat him to death later." Corday answered, winking at Shirley. "Let's go see
how Carter, Ardeth and Abby are doing.
"Abby's like this, TOO?!" Shirley asked, wide eyed.
Romano nodded. "Yeah, only she turned herSELF five." He informed her. "I'll bet it was a hell
of a sight."
"So..." Shirley spoke up as they moved through the steel tunnel. "Tell me more about this
spoof world of yours."
"Where did you hear about that?" Elizabeth asked, surprised.
"I have my ways." Shirley answered, mysteriously. "Tell me about it."
"Okay....it goes like this...." Robert began as they moved farther along the tunnel, heading
toward the ER area.
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In the office, Sven looked at Cassi as they got the news over the com. "And it just gets better."
She replied, grinning.
Cassi shook her head. "Coffee balloons.....what will they think of next?" She mused. "I love my
Assistant."
Dor sighed, as he ate another bite of the food. "This place ain't half bad." He remarked.
"Easy for YOU to say!" The loveseat spoke up suddenly. "I have to be here ALL the time!"
"Okay, we found all his goodies." Cassi cut in. "Now it's getting annoying."
Sven grinned at Dor. "Let's go find Lizzie's office, and see what HER furtniture says!" She
cried excitedly. "We'll find out once and for all how much she likes Romano!"
"Romano loves Lizzie!" The desk chair called out. "He dreams about her all day long!"
"Tell us something we DON'T know!" Cassi muttered.
"He gets all stary-eyed when he thinks about her!" The chair continued.
"Ugh, okay, now I'm getting sick." Sven put in. "Come on, Dor. Let's go play somewhere's else."
"Yes, please do." Cassi replied, looking at the chair, disgusted.
"He wants to kill the evil Weaver." The desk spoke up.
Sven made a face. "We'll have to tell him to stand in line for that one." She answered, leaving
the room.
"Amen!" Cassi called, and waved as they left the room.
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Unfortunately, that's all I can think up right now. I know there's people who have been waiting
for this, so I'm gonna finish it here. Yes, complain now. No Dave, no Carby.....etc...We really
WILL try to get more into the next section. However, as Sven is still typing her novel and
Fellowship, you're stuck with the Romano fan (Cassi). Even though I will confess, Sven has
come a long way from killing him in Fugitive. ^_^ What can I say, my disease is catching.
More to come and the other five year olds WILL make their own appearences, I promise! We
haven't had any of Kovac, or the others either, recently, so just be a little more patient. For now
REVIEW and give me more ideas! **Cassi pauses to scream rather loudly as she is assulted by
her 8mo old kitten, Freckles. He just lept onto my shoulder from the bed....I have scars from this
kitten, people, I swear. But I still love him to death. (I helped deliver this one and he was almost
born dead, so naturally, he's a cherished little thing....even if he does do shoulder assults from
across the room at random moments) Okay, this has nothing to do with the story, so it fits right
in with every other before and after paragraph we've done, so now give us your reviews and
please be patient as more insanity is to come. 2 words for the next chapter. "Raptor" &
"Frog-phobia". Stay tuned!~ Cassi **
at this point in time, I have absolutely no idea what to write. I have currently four different
stories called up on the desktop. Forbidden pt4, Jurassic 3 pt 1, and the Moments list....in which
I type all the funniest phrases as they are written out. In case you're wondering, yes, we have
lines from this fic in it. ^_^ I think my favorite so far is Romano complaining that they were now
being sued by a Crash Cart. Dor really has done wonders for our spoofs....and then some, as
Sven continues to borrow his talent for Emmy's spoof! How are ya doin on that anyways, Becca?
We're curious. In Jurassic's typing, I'm just about to get you and your group of insane people in.
....translation, not that far into the spoof.
Oh right, this has nothing to do with this fic. Do people even read these intros? By the way, I
still wanna know how many scrub caps Romano has. I look through the screen caps of him, and
he's got a different one for almost every surgery. Ever notice that? Those things are really cool.
Yes, I really AM getting to the typing of the story. Hey....Sven just got home.....oh yeah and I
have to move my laundry. I'll get to the spoof in a little bit.....I think.
And of course no story is written......I'm back....still have a headache though. Anyway, I'm not
going to type any story yet. I have to type in Fellowship and get the cast for US PSYCHO'S up.
Ahhh, Cassi and I are in good spirits. I found someone online who will copy 9th season ER for
us. So we will finally be able to see the ones we missed. Now let me try to type something. Not
sure what........had TOO many other stories to type. I'm sure some of you can understand that.
Cassi's back again, and it's actually about fve days after that last part was written. I'm going to
try to type a bit as Sven asked me to....so let's see what I can come up with. We need more ideas
people.
**************************************************************************
In the now clean scrub room, Romano gave a sideways look at Elizabeth. "I am deeply
disappointed." He remarked. "No Babcock to be seen."
Elizabeth's face turned to a pout. "How unfair." She responded. "So what do we do now?"
Robert looked around the room. "Grab that stool." He told her. "We need more water and soap."
"That's what you think." A voice spoke up behind them.
The two little surgeons turned, startled, to see Shirley in the doorway.
"If the two of you think you're trashing this place again, you've got another thing coming." She
said, with a glare. "It took an hour and a half to clean the LAST mess."
Romano backed away from her, as she advanced on him. "And what gave you the idea that we
were going to trash the place again?" He asked, pulling something small from his pocket.
Shirley gave him a Look, that clearly said, 'If you think I believe that, you're nuts.' "I think the two
of you have done enough damage for the day, don't you?" She remarked.
Romano and Elizabeth exchanged a glance, then looked back up at Shirley.
"I don't think so." Robert replied, with a shrug. "Do you, Lizzie?"
"Well....no." She answered after a pause. "I think I should get a chance to hit Babcock with a
water balloon. Robert already got to, and it's only fair if I do as well."
Shirley stared at the pair. "You know, I never thought I would ever hear you say that, Dr.
Corday." She replied. "I think Dr. Romano's disease is catching."
"Now I'm insulted by that, Shirley." Romano cut in. "Why assume that this is all my fault?"
Shirley raised an eyebrow. "Let's just say you have a reputation for it, and she doesn't."
"That is so not right." Romano muttered, turning to Lizzie. "See what you've done? Now
everything you do will get blamed on ME!"
Elizabeth gave a small grin. "Hmmm..." She mused. "That makes things easier on me, doesn't it,
Robert? This could get fun."
Romano stared at her in disbelief. "I don't believe this!" He stated, before turning back to
Shirley. "See? There you have it. Well, I'll be going now."
"Not so fast!" Shirley said, quickly, grabbing him before he could get out the door. "I'm not
stupid, Dr. Romano. I'm not letting you get away that easily. You're coming with me."
"That's what you think!" He shot out, revealing the balloon he was holding in the hand that had
been concealed inside his pocket. **It's a small balloon, people, stop looking at me like I'm
insane.**
Before Shirley could react, Robert smashed the balloon against her chest, drenching her....in
what--from the smell of it--was NOT water and soap. The next thing any of the three of them
were aware of was that Robert was now laying on top of Shirley where they had fallen, and
Shirley was no longer an adult.
"Oops, wrong balloon." Romano managed to get out before Shirley tackled him.
"I'm going to KILL you, Romano!" The nurse yelled, grabbing him by the front of his scrubs.
Elizabeth stared at the fighting duo, with wide eyes. She had not known Robert had made
balloons of the coffee from the surgeon's lounge. "Shirley, are you alright?" She asked,
concerned.
"HER?!" Romano shot out in a strained voice....considering Shirley was practically choking him.
"What about ME?! Ow! Quit it, Shirley! What are you trying to do, kill me?"
Shirley stopped for a brief second. "Well, now that you mention it, Dr. Romano. YES!" Then
she continued beating on him.
Elizabeth tried to conceal her laughter, by choking, but failed, as Romano looked up at her.
"Oh now THAT is just great!" He muttered. "This isn't even fair! Now you BOTH gang up on
me!"
Shirley smiled down at him. "Good. Say 'Uncle!'" She crowed, triumphantly.
Romano looked up at her in a mock-glare. "Over my rotting corpse!" Then he jumped from
under her, knocking her off and reversing their positions. "YOU say 'Uncle!'"
"What is going on here?!" Came a voice from the hallway.
The three children looked up to see Dr. Babcock standing in the hallway, glaring down at them.
"Look, Lizzie, we found Dr. Babcock." Romano remarked, recovering the surprise quickly.
Elizabeth gave an evil grin. "Hello, Alex. Nice to see you again." She answered.
Babcock smiled, obviously pleased that he had found them. "Why don't you three come with
me?" He suggested, blocking their path through the doorway.
"Why don't we not and say we did?" Romano asked, pulling himself off of Shirley and helping
her up.
"Let's go." Babcock ordered, grabbing Romano's arm in a rather painful grip.
"You know that's considered child abuse, Dr. Babcock." Elizabeth spoke up, still grinning.
"Then I suggest you all come along quietly." Babcock spat out, grabbing Shirley before she
could think to move away.
"I've got a better idea." Elizabeth answered, coming closer. "Why don't you find a towel?"
"For what?" Babcock questioned, suspiciously, while backing up some.
Elizabeth's grin grew wider. "THIS!" She cried, slamming him with a large soap and water
balloon.
In his surprise, his grip on the other two loosened enough for Romano and Shirley to twist them-
selves away. "This way!" Romano cried, leading them to an open ventilation shaft, as Babcock,
who had recovered quickly, came after them.
After pushing both girls in, Romano climbed in, and pulled the grate shut behind them. "Bye
now!" He called to the annoying adult, who was now dripping with soap and water, while
yelling curses loud enough to wake the dead.
"Ugh, someone should tell him he shouldn't use that kind of language around five year-olds."
Shirley commented.
"That was fun." Elizabeth remarked, with a wide grin.
Romano leaned back against the metal wall off the tunnel. "So now what do we do?" He asked,
sounding bored.
Shirley gave him a look of pure death. "I still owe you one for that coffee balloon." She informed
him.
Romano raised an eyebrow. "Oh come on." He countered. "Admit it. That was fun."
Shirley grinned. "Not half as fun as getting to beat you to death." She put in, sounding smug.
"Come on, Elizabeth. Let's both beat him to death."
Elizabeth appeared to be thinking about it.
"That's not funny." Romano stated, flatly.
"We can always beat him to death later." Corday answered, winking at Shirley. "Let's go see
how Carter, Ardeth and Abby are doing.
"Abby's like this, TOO?!" Shirley asked, wide eyed.
Romano nodded. "Yeah, only she turned herSELF five." He informed her. "I'll bet it was a hell
of a sight."
"So..." Shirley spoke up as they moved through the steel tunnel. "Tell me more about this
spoof world of yours."
"Where did you hear about that?" Elizabeth asked, surprised.
"I have my ways." Shirley answered, mysteriously. "Tell me about it."
"Okay....it goes like this...." Robert began as they moved farther along the tunnel, heading
toward the ER area.
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In the office, Sven looked at Cassi as they got the news over the com. "And it just gets better."
She replied, grinning.
Cassi shook her head. "Coffee balloons.....what will they think of next?" She mused. "I love my
Assistant."
Dor sighed, as he ate another bite of the food. "This place ain't half bad." He remarked.
"Easy for YOU to say!" The loveseat spoke up suddenly. "I have to be here ALL the time!"
"Okay, we found all his goodies." Cassi cut in. "Now it's getting annoying."
Sven grinned at Dor. "Let's go find Lizzie's office, and see what HER furtniture says!" She
cried excitedly. "We'll find out once and for all how much she likes Romano!"
"Romano loves Lizzie!" The desk chair called out. "He dreams about her all day long!"
"Tell us something we DON'T know!" Cassi muttered.
"He gets all stary-eyed when he thinks about her!" The chair continued.
"Ugh, okay, now I'm getting sick." Sven put in. "Come on, Dor. Let's go play somewhere's else."
"Yes, please do." Cassi replied, looking at the chair, disgusted.
"He wants to kill the evil Weaver." The desk spoke up.
Sven made a face. "We'll have to tell him to stand in line for that one." She answered, leaving
the room.
"Amen!" Cassi called, and waved as they left the room.
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Unfortunately, that's all I can think up right now. I know there's people who have been waiting
for this, so I'm gonna finish it here. Yes, complain now. No Dave, no Carby.....etc...We really
WILL try to get more into the next section. However, as Sven is still typing her novel and
Fellowship, you're stuck with the Romano fan (Cassi). Even though I will confess, Sven has
come a long way from killing him in Fugitive. ^_^ What can I say, my disease is catching.
More to come and the other five year olds WILL make their own appearences, I promise! We
haven't had any of Kovac, or the others either, recently, so just be a little more patient. For now
REVIEW and give me more ideas! **Cassi pauses to scream rather loudly as she is assulted by
her 8mo old kitten, Freckles. He just lept onto my shoulder from the bed....I have scars from this
kitten, people, I swear. But I still love him to death. (I helped deliver this one and he was almost
born dead, so naturally, he's a cherished little thing....even if he does do shoulder assults from
across the room at random moments) Okay, this has nothing to do with the story, so it fits right
in with every other before and after paragraph we've done, so now give us your reviews and
please be patient as more insanity is to come. 2 words for the next chapter. "Raptor" &
"Frog-phobia". Stay tuned!~ Cassi **